Chapter 347 Osmanthus Fragrance in Osmanthus Alley
Zhou Hai looked at the man sitting in the back seat, as if he would not get out of the car if he didn't agree.
"Let's go, take me to your grandma's place. It's to the Central Hospital. Don't bother looking for a car. I'll just take you there. Otherwise, I'll have to take an empty car."
Zhou Hai got off the taxi and stood in the alley. The cold wind blew on his face. A biting coldness made him shiver involuntarily.
"Why is it so cold?"
Zhou Hai tightened his coat tightly, and then looked deep into the alley. The deep alley seemed like an endless abyss, and it was impossible to see where the end was.
"Brother, where is your grandma's house? This alley looks so long."
Zhou Hai turned around and looked at the man in the back seat. At this time, he also looked at Zhou Hai. That was the first time he saw the eyes that had been hidden under his hoodie.
They were a pair of frightening eyes. When Zhou Hai's eyes met each other's for the first time, Zhou Hai felt an inexplicable fear coming from the bottom of his heart.
Zhou Hai moved his eyes elsewhere, not daring to look at the man again.
"My grandma's house is right in front."
The man wearing a black hoodie got out of the taxi. He, who was originally dressed in black, was completely blended into the night. If Zhou Hai's taxi hadn't turned on the lights, he wouldn't have seen the man at all.
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"Go forward, grandma's house is right ahead."
Although the man got out of the taxi, he didn't seem to be leading the way for Zhou Hai. Instead, he pointed to the depths of the dark alley.
"Aren't you going to go?"
When Zhou Hai saw the man, he had no intention of leaving first. He just pointed in the distance with his hand, seeming to let Zhou Hai go ahead.
Zhou Hai frowned, feeling uneasy in his heart. He always felt that there was something extremely terrifying hidden deep in the dark alley.
"You go first, I'm not used to being followed."
The man's voice was so cold that Zhou Hai had no intention of refuting.
Zhou Hai opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but when he looked into the other person's eyes, he found that not a single word came out.
"Let's go, my grandma should be waiting at home."
The man in the black hoodie urged, and at this time Zhou Hai's eyes began to become confused. After hearing the man's voice, he just nodded slightly and walked towards the depths of the darkness.
Watching Zhou Hai leave, the man followed him. Before leaving, the man took a special look at Zhou Hai's cell phone that was left in the cab, and the intercom on the other side made a hissing sound.
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"Lao Zhou, where have you been? Someone in the team said they saw you heading towards Guihua Lane. Remember Lao Zhou, never let a man wearing a black hoodie get on the bus, otherwise something bad will happen.
something happened."
The corners of the man's mouth raised slightly, and then he revealed a very strange smile.
The voice on the intercom continued, but it seemed to be very urgent because no one answered.
"Lao Zhou, Lao Zhou, please reply if you hear me! Please reply if you hear me!"
The man had already left, and the voice on the intercom was like a pebble thrown into a lake. There were no ripples at all, and then everything calmed down again.
"Grandma's house is here."
A man's voice sounded behind Zhou Hai. Zhou Hai, who was originally confused, regained his clarity instantly. However, when he found that he had entered the depths of Osmanthus Alley, he could only accept his fate.
"It's strange, how did I get here?" Zhou Hai tried hard to recall what had just happened, but his mind was so confused now that he couldn't remember anything at all.
"No matter what, hurry up and send the man's grandma to the hospital, and then leave this ghost place."
Zhou Hai looked at the quaint wooden door in front of him, and he seemed to have returned to ancient times.
"The place where your grandma lives is quite retro."
Looking at the wooden door that seemed to collapse as soon as he pushed it, Zhou Hai chose to express his meaning tactfully.
The man didn't seem to understand the meaning of Zhou Hai's words. He just stretched out his hand slowly and pushed the wooden door open. Zhou Hai thought he would smell a musty smell, but when the wooden door was slowly pushed open by the man, Zhou Hai
What I smelled was a faint scent of osmanthus.
The fragrance of osmanthus in Osmanthus Alley.
Zhou Hai took a deep breath for no apparent reason, as if he wanted to absorb all the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in the air.
"It smells so good."
As the wooden door slowly opened, in addition to the scent of osmanthus that fascinated Zhou Hai, there was also the scene in front of him.
He never thought that there would be such a village with old-fashioned houses in his city.
"I remember that this kind of building had been classified as a demolition area more than ten years ago. I had never heard of such a place in Osmanthus Alley."
Zhou Hai didn't think much at all and just followed the man into the yard.
After Zhou Hai entered the courtyard, the faint scent of osmanthus in the air became stronger, as if the entire courtyard was wrapped in osmanthus.
"Where is your grandma?"
Although Zhou Hai was greedy for the aroma here, he did not forget the purpose of coming here.
The man did not answer, but walked towards a small, low house in the center of the yard.
This is an old alley, and electricity has never been supplied, so the small courtyard is dark and you can't see the road ahead at all. There are only a few candles occasionally, swaying not far away, casting a faint light.
go out.
"There is no electricity here, and candles are still used."
Zhou Hai narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the candlelight not far away. He felt that the candlelight looked a little awkward, but he couldn't tell what was awkward about it.
Zhou Hai wanted to use the flashlight function of his mobile phone to illuminate it, but he searched his pocket for a long time and couldn't find where his mobile phone was.
"Did you leave it in the car?"
Because there was no light, Zhou Hai's uneasiness was infinitely magnified. He had no choice but to speed up his pace and follow closely behind the man.
At this time, Zhou Hai seemed to have completely forgotten what the man said before, saying that he was not used to people following him.
"There isn't even electricity here, why didn't your grandma think about moving out?"
The atmosphere here really made Zhou Hai a little scared, so he wanted to find some topics to relieve the pressure in his heart.
"She's used to living here, and it's not convenient for her to move out."
After walking a few more steps forward, the man finally stopped.
"We're here, grandma is right in front."
Zhou Hai didn't expect that the time to speak had already arrived, but he didn't think much about it. He was just happy, thinking that he could finally get out of here, and even thought about what delicious food his wife at home had cooked for him.
Looking in the direction of the man's finger, Zhou Hai didn't see any habitable building, only a thick tree trunk-like shadow standing there.
The breeze blew gently, making a rustling sound, and the rich scent of osmanthus mixed in the wind and poured into Zhou Hai's nasal cavity.
Zhou Hai took a greedy breath. The rich scent of osmanthus made him feel like he was in a sea of osmanthus.
"The scent of osmanthus in the yard should come from here."
Zhou Hai took another breath, as if the smell here made him a little intoxicated.
"Grandma is under that osmanthus tree."
"Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree..."
Zhou Hai's eyes became a little blurry again, and his body seemed to be out of control as he walked towards the huge osmanthus tree.
"Osmanthus tree, osmanthus fragrance..."
Zhou Hai kept mumbling.
As he got closer and closer to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Zhou Hai's expression became more and more weird, and the blood-red threads in his eyes were like earthworms, constantly squirming, and then spread to the entire pupil.
"Where is grandma?" Zhou Hai's voice was dull.
"Just under the osmanthus tree."
"There is only..." Under the tree, Zhou Hai looked at the osmanthus tree, "There is only one coffin."
Zhou Hai's blurred eyes looked at the coffin placed under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and his body shivered involuntarily. His body instinctively wanted to leave here, but he found that he could not move.
His bloodshot eyes turned completely red the moment he saw the coffin under the tree.
"Creak——"
Zhou Hai slowly pushed open the coffin lid, and then strands of black hair came out from inside, wrapped around his neck, and took off bit by bit into the coffin.
At this time, Zhou Hai did not resist, but smiled, as if that was where he belonged.
"boom--"
When the coffin lid was closed, everything became calm, as if nothing had happened at all.
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Zhou Hai returned to the car and picked up the mobile phone that had just been left in the cab.
The screen flashed, showing five or six missed calls. Zhou Hai ignored them and just threw the phone and the black hoodie into the trunk.
He turned the car around and drove out of Osmanthus Alley.
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Chu Ping came out of the police station, not because he didn't want to bring Lao Xie out, but because he didn't have the right now.
"It's easier to do things in an official's house."
Chu Ping stretched out. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business right now. Even if he knew that the bald man seemed to want to harm him, Chu Ping didn't want to bother. He just wanted to go home and have a good sleep and wait for Sister Jiang.
wake.
"As long as Sister Jiang wakes up, I will have the ability to compete with them. Only in the end can I win."
Chu Ping knew this well, so after he came out of the police station, he was ready to go home directly.
My second-hand Jetta was impounded by Lao Xie, and at least I can't get it out today.
"What a crime."
Chu Ping still regrets why he thought of letting Lao Xietou drive the car.
Chu Ping stood on the roadside and stopped a taxi with his hand.
"Master, Xiyuan Community."
Chu Ping had just gotten into the back seat, and when he looked up, he saw the taxi driver looking at him in the rearview mirror.
Chu Ping only felt that he looked familiar. After a while, he finally remembered who the driver was.
"What a coincidence, we meet again."
Who could this taxi driver be if he wasn't Zhou Hai who just sent him to the police station?
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